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I'm fallin' up flights of
Scrapin' myself the sidewalk
Jumpin' from to bridges
Drownin' in air

Hip hop is on the side of the road
Half to itself
Blood scrawled over its flesh like jazz
Stuffed into an over sized bag

Tuba lips swollen beyond
Diamond-studded teeth strewn like rice at wedding
The ring bearer bad news
Minister of Information wrote the wrong

An' now everyone's singin' the wrong
chords find necks like nooses
That nigga kicked the chair under my feet
shakin' from a rope but still on beat

Damn, loop is tight
That nigga found a way to sample the way the the light
Can't wait to play myself at the tonight
Niggas are die

Cop car to the side of the road
Hip hop takes its breath
The cop scrawls manslaughter on a yellow pad
Then balls the paper into his decidin' he'd rather freestyle

"You the right to remain silent"
"You have the to remain silent"
An' maybe you should have, maybe you have
Before your bullshit

These thugs can't fuck me, they're too thugged out
Niggas think I'm bugged out 'cause I Sean John or Lugged out
This ain't hip hop no more, son, it's bigger that
This ghetto no more, black, it's bigger than black

So where my aliens at? Girl, we all
system ain't for us, it's for rich people
An' you ain't rich, dawg, you just got
But you buy shit to not get hungry

to Hip Hop
Dear Hip Hop,
This shit has gone too far,
Please see that an' mixer are returned to Kool Herc, stop

The ghettos are dancin' off beat,
The master of have forgotten
That they once slaves and have neglected
The occasion of ceremony, stop

we should not have encouraged them
To use cordless
For they have walked too far the source
An' are a lesser frequency, stop

Please all interested parties
cash nor murder have been included to list of elements, stop
We are discontinuin' our of braggadocio
In light of the current trend in 'Realness',

As an alternative, we be confiscatin' weed supplies
An' them with magic mushrooms
In hopes of helpin' see beyond their reality, stop
Give my regards to

These thugs fuck with me, they're too thugged out
Niggas think I'm out 'cause I ain't Sean John or Lugged out
This ain't hip hop no more, son, it's bigger than
This ain't ghetto no more, black, it's bigger black

So where my aliens at? Girl, we all
This system ain't for us, it's for people
An' you ain't rich, dawg, you got money
But you can't buy to not get hungry

These can't fuck with me, I purr purple
Sold, increased, toe like a turtle
I the streets like the lie that I'm tellin'
One listener grips me and yellin'

I see through speakers, I speak seen
I eat and shed, I and dream
I walk the of London like, "'Know what I mean?"
An' chillin' rack a momma, crib soy beans

It's that